Luyện nghe bài hát Sweet Dreams

Murder, bloody murder,
Murder, bloody murder,

People say I remind them of
Myers, rippin' niggas up with pliers I'm psycho
'em with the mask on, KILL 'EM
Then hit the freeway gas and you niggas, my tank filled up with nitro
Ain't nobody fuckin' with me when I was broke
A bum on a park bench with nothin' to smoke
I would ask can I just take a toke
And of you motherfuckers would all try to get ghost

And now all the sudden niggas wanna act they my best friend
Roll blunts up for the shows and bottles of Hen'
You can find a nigga with a bitch up in the
And that's bullshit I ain't fuckin' with
Drunk a big pump, 'bout to sin
Hit a nigga with the one-two like I'm Popeye off
Always the one poppin' it out, don't stop I'm finished
Bogart, I go hard, these niggas think they so hard
I reach up in soul and make 'em show me they limits

Walkin' like a scene your nightmare, I'm right there
With a chainsaw, you look like you saw a ghost
and they motherfuckin' mama know, I will go
All up into your and be doin' the most
Bloodstains the slugs came, nigga, silverback gorilla shit
Really get my rocks off when the sawed off's killin' shit
Black mamba venomous, hangin' like an
Bangin' all you with this silverback gorilla shit

as Chewbacca but I'm a doctor with this wordplay
Annoying as them niggas in askin' you for surveys (surveys)
Run up in you and hit you in the way
And I really give a shit if it's your motherfuckin' birthday
Never really a fuck though, I'm cutthroat, leanin'
People at me everyday for the new shit, they fiendin'
Quit daydreamin'
Twisted Insane ready to hit your muthafucking up, I am the Last Demon!

I am the Demon!